Dog vs. Carpet

Muppet hasn't been feeling well for the last few days.

Last night, or this morning I should say, she woke me up with a nice big pile of excruciating mystery excrement on the bedroom carpet.

After cleaning up what I could, she was excommunicated from the bedroom and all carpeted areas of the house. Up went the dog gate! I made a nice sick-dog bed for her on the kitchen floor and we just kind of sat there for a while. As usual, she communicated to me clearly with her sparkly eyes and overgrown eyebrows. She told me that she had a stomach bug.

Due to the new smell in the bedroom, alternate sleeping preparations were made and after promising her she was going to the vet in the morning, I hit the hay.

The earliest appointment was at noon today, so I made appropriate arrangements at work and took her in. The doc said she was "compensating" when he saw her. I guess that means that she was trying to act normal for him, even though she was acting sick with me. As usual, she wouldn't let them go near her with the butt thermometer.

She had an appetite and since she was "compensating" he decided that the best way for him to determine her sickness was to observe her for the rest of the day. So I was left wondering, how much is he going to charge me to keep her in a crate all day? Vet bills are no joke.

I'm waiting for the clinic to call me, tell me she needs a restricted diet and some drugs.

Sick Dog Haiku
Belly-aching Dog
Back to rain walks and milkbones
Poop that bug right out!